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Well, I knew it would happen.  I knew when I wrote my blog about nursing my older child, someone would think I was a freak.  I was right.

What am I supposed to do with this information…hmm?  Pay no attention, right?  However, that is easier said than done.  Especially, when the people who think you are odd,  are your friends.

I wrote my nursing blog, to explain what kind of person would nurse an older child.  My nursing experience was a learning one.  I became less judgemental of other parenting styles and hoped my blog would do the same for others, about my parenting style.

I am a fairly normal parent.  If you saw me on the street, there would not be anything unusual or different about me.  And yet, now I feel a bit freakish, odd and definitely not of the mainstream.

Being completely non-judgemental is something everyone aspires to be.  However, very few of us are.  I hang with a pretty liberal crowd, who claim to be very accepting of all types of lifestyles.  Turns out, some of my crowd is accepting of many things, but not extended age nursing.

I am disappointed and yet, I do understand.  I am not trying to sound all-knowing, but I changed for the better because of my nursing experience.  Sometimes, it is only when you feel pain yourself, you realize what pain you may be causing.

So call me a freak, I can take it.

If being called a freak means I am able to make my own choices, for my own family…so be it.

The good news is, this freak will probably be more accepting of your family choices.